"Ssshh. Don’t cry," he murmured softly. I hugged him tightly, my tears soaking his chest. Damn this man. Even though I couldn’t fully understand his behavior, I couldn’t deny how deeply I loved him. I kissed him through my tears, and he kissed me back, lifting me into his arms and carrying me to his room. He made love to me gently, as if he was trying to show me that he loved me too. Maybe I was wrong, maybe it was just s*x for him, but to me, it felt like we made love. I fell asleep beside him, feeling content. I knew tomorrow things would change again, but for tonight, I would savor this moment.
Anya's POV (continued)
"Luna, Alpha asked me to give you this dress," L.A. said, handing me the outfit. I stood up from my bed and took it from her.
"What time is the Alpha of the Silver Moon
